Here’s a slice that didn’t make it into the published interview with Mavis Staples. It may seem like a trifle, but I think it’s a lovely bit of history.
Levon and my pops—my father—were the best of friends. You know, Levon is the only person, still, in all of our careers who would call Pops Roebuck.
You know, a lot of people don’t know my father’s name. And Levon would always say, “Roebuck! Roebuck! Let’s have a talk.” It would just crack us up so to hear him call Daddy Roebuck.
Pops was named after Sears Roebuck. His father and mother had fourteen children, and they ran out of names with the last two. So my uncle, Sears, was first, and Pops was the baby, so they named him Roebuck. So they had a Sears Roebuck in the family; seven boys and seven girls.